A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Without saying a word, Ji Zuodao took out his phone and opened the live streaming platform.

I tapped my fingers a few times in the search bar, typed in "Ali is not a fox", and searched.

A profile picture pops up; click on it.

Goodness, the live stream is still going on.

On the screen, the female anchor who called herself Ahri was dressed incredibly coolly, in a tank top and shorts, her bare arms and legs making people dizzy.

On top of its head, a pair of fluffy, bright red fox ears stood up, occasionally twitching playfully.

Behind it, a fluffy, soft, bright red tail seemed to have its own ideas, slowly swaying left and right.

For the average person, the most they would think is that the cosplay is very realistic and the props are very detailed.

But in the eyes of Ji Zuodao and his group of "insiders," the demonic aura and spiritual energy fluctuations seemed to seep out even through the screen.

She's a genuine vixen, and she doesn't even bother to hide it.

"Ugh! What are you wearing! Shameless!"

"Exactly! The tail! How can the tail wag like that! So frivolous! So frivolous!"

"You vixen!"

"Indecent and immoral!"

"You're ruining the reputation of us vixens!"

In an instant, the fifty vixens in the office were filled with indignation, and they began to denounce the vixen on the screen.

The way they acted made it seem as if Ahri had committed some heinous crime.

Ji Zuodao sat there expressionless, listening to the chorus of vixens cursing her for being shameless, and his lips twitched.

This scene looks incredibly realistic and unlikely to fall apart.

His face suddenly felt warm as several fragrant, soft little hands hurriedly reached out to cover his eyes.

"Don't look at that path! It's dirty to your eyes!"

"Exactly! Little Ji Ji! That kind of vixen who disgraces the family is best ignored!"

"Yes! It gave me a sty!"

A few unruly claws, under the guise of cover, stealthily moved downwards, attempting to explore the lower three routes.

Ji Zuodao's temple throbbed with anger. Unable to bear it any longer, he raised his hand and, as if peeling away vines, pried off the fox claws from his face and body one by one.

"Get out of the way! All of you, calm down! We're investigating a case! Be serious!"

He gave a low shout, which finally calmed down the group of restless fox spirits for the time being.

I turned my attention back to the phone screen.

On the screen, Ahri was facing the camera, winking seductively, her voice soft and sweet as she thanked a certain "top fan" for the rockets he sent. Her eyes sparkled with obvious, deliberately manipulated spiritual energy.

Charm.

Genuine charm.

Moreover, his skills are quite profound.

That subtle, eerie allure, specifically targeting the weaknesses of the human mind, can be clearly transmitted even across the internet and screens.

At this level, let alone ordinary men, even a beginner Qi cultivator with insufficient concentration could easily fall for it if they're not careful, and end up emptying their wallets without even realizing it.

Of course, Ji Zuodao felt absolutely nothing.

It's not that his cultivation level is particularly high, but rather that there's a prerequisite for being affected by the charm spell.

You need to have some romantic feelings or affection for the person casting the spell for the spell to work its magic.

Ji Zuodao stared at the seductive vixen on the screen, feeling nothing, and even a little amused.

That's it?

The allure in her eyes was too deliberate, her movements were a bit artificial, and her voice sounded too affected...

They are far inferior to the Empress.

For some reason, an image of the Empress leaning against the balustrade, languid and with eyes that seemed to be drunk, flashed through his mind.

That was true, ingrained charm, natural and effortless, yet capable of making even the most steadfast and experienced cultivator's heart skip a beat.

Um?and many more!

Ji Zuodao suddenly jolted awake and quickly banished the dangerous thought from his mind.

What the hell! Why would I suddenly want to see the Empress?

The other monsters in the office didn't react at all.

Xiong Meng scratched his ears, looking simple and honest: "What is this fox yelling about? It doesn't even sound as nice as the kingfisher in the forest."

Yuan Xiaotong yawned, feeling rather bored. Humans actually enjoy watching this kind of thing?

Jin Xiaoman watched intently, her chubby face serious, and after a long pause, she finally managed to utter a sentence:

"Her lighting is bad, the angle is also bad, and her wealth line is blocked by shadows. She won't become popular."

Well, they're all different races, their aesthetics are completely different. Charm magic? That's a special attack against humans, what does it have to do with these monsters?

Speaking of which, among the monsters, it seems that only the fox spirit has a special feeling about "falling in love with humans".

Throughout history, at least half of the stories in vernacular novels about foxes repaying kindness or fox fairies marrying scholars actually have real-life counterparts.

Of course, most of them don't end well.

By the way, the story of Lady White Snake is also true.

However, according to reliable sources, this was mainly said by the Empress as gossip. The main purpose of Bai Suzhen approaching Xu Xian was to overcome her love tribulation.

Once the ordeal was over, he simply and carefree returned to the mountain to continue his cultivation. Xu Xian? Who is that?

Typical "scumbag" behavior: she just walks away without a trace, like... well, she just leaves without a trace.

Of course, these old gossips are not important now.

Ji Zuodao pulled his wandering thoughts back and stared at Ahri on the screen, who was still saying "thank you, brother," his eyes turning cold.

Rules are rules, and this fox has broken them.

He picked up the office landline and dialed the contact number provided by the platform and left by the whistleblower.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

In the live stream, Ahri seemed to glance at her phone, then said sweetly to the camera, "Brothers, wait a moment, I need to take an important call~", before swaying her hips and getting up to walk out of the frame.

"Feed? Who is it?"

On the other end of the phone came Ah Li's deliberately soft, but clearly impatient voice.

"Ji Zuodao, head of the Demon Management Section of Bureau 749, Jinghai."

Ji Zuodao got straight to the point, his tone calm and businesslike.

"Regarding your use of charm techniques in your live stream to influence the minds of ordinary viewers and induce them to make donations, we have received and verified a report filed with your real name. We are now issuing you our first formal warning."

"Now, Demon Manager Kohler orders you to immediately cease using any form of active mental influence spells for live streaming. Either stream properly and rely on your own abilities, or go to a dedicated cultivator live streaming platform, where the audience is cultivated, can withstand the pressure, and understands the rules. Do you understand?"

He spoke clearly and explicitly, offering two options.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then, Ahri's voice rang out again, all traces of gentleness gone, replaced by undisguised arrogance and disdain:

"Oh, Bureau 749? Wow, what a show of authority!"

She drew out her words and gave a sneer.

"Normal broadcast? Why should I? I'll broadcast this way, so what? Those crappy platforms for Qi cultivators? Pah! Poor bunch! They're all so stingy, just wanting to see legs for free, like sending a rocket is going to kill them! They're not as easy to fool as ordinary people!"

"A warning? Who are you trying to scare?"

Ahri's voice suddenly rose, carrying a clear provocation:

"Let me tell you, I have connections! If you know what's good for you, don't bother me! Call me again, and believe me, I'll make sure you never have a peaceful life!"

"Clatter!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Ji Zuodao's reply.

The receiver was busy.

Ji Zuodao held the phone and blinked.

The office was quiet.

All the demons, including the group of fox spirits who had just been denouncing Ahri, all stared at Ji Zuodao.

Ji Zuodao slowly placed the receiver back on the landline, his face expressionless, except for a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

He looked down at his phone, which was still playing Ahri's live stream.

On the screen, Ahri has returned to the camera and is acting cute towards her fans, saying that the call was a "harassing call" and giving them flirty looks, asking them to send her more gifts to "calm her nerves".

"Fuck!"

Ji Zuodao was already gritting his teeth.

"Good heavens... you're really giving me a hard time."

"Does he have connections in higher-ups? Does he expect me to live in such a precarious situation?"

Ji Zuodao laughed, but he was amused by his own anger.

Without saying a word, he grabbed his phone, left the live stream, and swiped his fingers across the screen rapidly.

Find the platform's reporting portal.

Select the type of report: vulgar and pornographic content, suspected illegal performance.

The uploaded screenshot shows Ahri dressed in revealing clothing, striking a seductive pose.

Please state the reason for your report: Spreading harmful content, violating platform rules and public order and good morals.

After checking, there's nothing wrong.

"Fine, so you're so arrogant?"

"Don't you have connections in higher-ups?"

"Come on, let me teach you a lesson today—"

"What do you mean by starting with zero frames? Report me, comment, and share!"

"Let's shut down your livestream channel first!"

He pressed his thumb down firmly to confirm.

The movements were clean, crisp, and executed in one smooth motion.

Hidden strength and name.

In the office, the demons stared in disbelief at their section chief's smooth and textbook-level online law enforcement.